Chapter 852: The 5.5th Floor
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 852: The 5.5th Floor
“Indeed. Indeed. This is merely part of my duties as a butler. But…”
But how long could she maintain such an attitude?
I was about to say that, but before the words left my mouth, a thought suddenly struck me.
Wait a minute. Even so, Vanessa’s expression is far too calm.
Of course, she always looks like this, but if I were to act like this, she should at least be a little flustered.
It’s not like she doesn’t know what will happen to her if I get serious.
In fact, she probably knows it all too well. There was a time when she was so embarrassed by it that she couldn’t even speak to me.
Yet, she wears such a calm expression?
Is she, perhaps, deliberately provoking me?
Although I returned safe and sound, and we moved past it without much fuss, I had just completed a dangerous mission: investigating the unknown depths of the Dungeon.
Leia had been the most vehemently opposed, but the others had also clearly been displeased.
And of course, Vanessa, though she didn’t show it, must have been worried.
Perhaps, she even thought to set aside time in advance to soothe my weary body and mind upon my return.
In other words, Vanessa isn’t here as a butler right now.
She simply made time for us to be together, and she’s just making use of that time.
So why did she say she was just doing her duties as a butler?
It’s simple. She said that to make me more eager to ‘conquer’ her.
I’d told her before that I liked seeing her flustered.
But Vanessa had taken the stance that she should refrain from such things in the future, so it would be awkward for her to explicitly tell me to do it.
So, she’s provoking me like this, leading me to play the way I like, all to comfort me after my ordeal.
To think she’d even do something she’s embarrassed by and dislikes, just for me.
You should show it a little, you know. Don’t just do it so naturally with that poker face and try to move on.
It’s a good thing your man is me; anyone else wouldn’t have even noticed.
Maybe she thinks it’s a butler’s virtue to naturally prepare what the master wants before the master even asks, and it’s become ingrained in her, but there’s no need for that when it’s just us.
Of course, it could all just be my imagination.
Vanessa might genuinely see this as part of her butler duties, and her calm expression might just be her usual one.
“Are you not proceeding? If you do not require healing…”
But through Vanessa’s words, I gained certainty in my thoughts.
I was silent for a moment, and it sounds like she’s urging me to hurry.
Yep. My thoughts were right after all.
“No, what are you talking about? Of course, I need it. But, after thinking it over carefully…”
“…What is it?”
When I spoke so calmly, Vanessa’s eyebrow twitched slightly, as if sensing something unsettling.
Don’t worry. I’m doing this precisely because I don’t want to do what you dislike.
Vanessa is going this far for me. Shouldn’t I reciprocate that feeling?
Therefore, today, I won’t engage in the kind of play where I completely fluster you and enjoy your embarrassed expressions or voices, which you dislike.
“You’re trying to heal me as a butler, right? But isn’t it strange for me to try and do it myself?”
“……”
The moment I said that, Vanessa’s eyebrow twitched and wriggled, as if she could already foresee how things would unfold.
Hey. I said that out of consideration, so why that expression?
Is she thinking that being subjected to me or exerting herself for me is equally embarrassing, and if so, the former, for which she was already mentally prepared, would be better?
Well, my mind is already made up, though.
“Then, I’ll leave it to you.”
I shifted slightly from my position, where I had been looming over Vanessa, and flopped onto the bed.
“…So, you mean to leave everything to me?”
“Yep. Oh, and just in case you didn’t know: to get the full effect of Healing Sex, you need to make sure I climax as much as possible, you know?”
“……”
Vanessa, despite her reluctant expression, had sat up and reached a hand between my legs as if to try something, but my subsequent words made her hand freeze mid-air.
“Ah, but you don’t need to feel too pressured. It’s fine. I’ll like anything Vanessa does for me.”
Am I putting too much pressure on her?
This much is fine, isn’t it? Vanessa, regardless of her true intentions, outwardly provoked me. I’m just doing something similar.
“…Is that so.”
Vanessa, having faced a backlash for claiming she was merely fulfilling her butler duties, nevertheless maintained as calm an expression as possible as she reached a hand between my legs.
With practiced movements, she unzipped my pants, then slowly began to caress my upward-standing member with hands that weren’t quite as practiced.
“Mmm… Ngh… Haa…”
At the same time, she brought her other hand between her own legs.
From my position, I couldn’t see clearly, but judging by her slightly flushed cheeks and the occasional husky sniffle, she was probably preparing herself.
Since I mentioned Healing Sex, was she planning to just quickly prepare and go straight for insertion?
That might not be bad either, but…
“What? I expected you to do a really thorough job, especially since it’s Vanessa, and you said it was part of your duties. Is this all? I mean, it’s not like Vanessa soothing herself and letting out little sniffs isn’t sexy, but for a butler who handles everything perfectly, this work is quite…”
I deliberately said that, provoking Vanessa.
She probably took a significant hit to her pride with that.
Of course, Vanessa hadn’t truly intended for our encounter to be just a butler’s duty, but if I said something like that in this situation, it would make her feel as if she were neglecting the butler duties she took such pride in.
Moreover, I only mentioned Vanessa’s self-pleasure. Even though her other hand was properly stroking my dick.
In other words, I subtly implied that her hand job was so unstimulating it wasn’t even worth mentioning.
And Vanessa was not so dull-witted as to miss the hidden meaning in my words.
“…Hmph. Of course, this is not all.”
As if her pride had been wounded, Vanessa showed a slightly indignant expression, then bent her body and brought her face between my legs.
“Ngh… Khh… Mmm… Cough.”
This is working much better than I expected.
As expected, having her butler duties criticized was something her pride simply wouldn’t allow.
In a rare display of emotion, Vanessa didn’t slow her descent at all until her prominent nose touched my lower abdomen, taking my dick entirely into her mouth, root and all, in one go.
Although she’d become quite accustomed to it recently, even Leia would slow down a bit and take her time when taking my dick all the way to the root.
But Vanessa had thrust it down her throat with such vigor.
Vanessa’s eyes welled up slightly, her cheeks puffed out, and she coughed repeatedly as if her throat was choked.
It’s not really my place to say, having provoked her, but there’s no need to overdo it.
Thinking that, I slowly stroked Vanessa’s head, but it seemed Vanessa didn’t agree with my sentiment.
“Sssup… Hwoo… Mmm… Ngh… Slurp.”
Rather, perhaps taking my warm gaze and head-stroking as a sign of my leisure, Vanessa began to move her head up and down, her tongue working a little more sensuously than usual.
Meanwhile, the hand that had been gently caressing my dick formed a ring with its thumb and forefinger, gripping the base of my dick, while the remaining three fingers began to softly stroke my testicles, as if giving a massage.
It was already quite pleasurable to have our cool-headed butler become slightly emotional and give such an enthusiastic fellatio, but Vanessa’s actions didn’t stop there.
From my position, I could just glimpse Vanessa’s backside beyond her face, swaying from side to side like a cat preparing to pounce on its prey, when suddenly her black butler uniform, which had been covering her hips, was swiftly pulled away, revealing her pale skin.
At the same time, a squelching, sticky, wet sound was heard, but it seemed Vanessa had no intention of inserting it yet, as she didn’t try to sit up at all, continuing to suck on my dick sensuously.
After pulling down her pants, the hand that had been between Vanessa’s own legs also came into view.
As expected, her fingers, slick with a sticky fluid, were casually wiped on my thigh. Then, Vanessa untied her necktie and tossed it under the bed, before lightly unbuttoning her dress shirt from the top, as if tapping each button.
Of course, she was still wearing her suit vest over it, so this wasn’t an action to completely take off her dress shirt.
Vanessa was merely doing this to excite me further visually.
And that ploy worked perfectly.
…Indeed. Her body is incredibly sexy.
I’d thought that every time, even when she was impeccably dressed in her butler uniform, but with her clothes disheveled like this, the impact was immense.
Especially with her chest slightly pressed by the tight-fitting suit vest, the cleavage visible through her unbuttoned dress shirt was aggressively emphasized, making it even more so.
After disheveling her clothes just enough to subtly arouse a man without revealing everything, Vanessa looked up, confirming that my eyes were rapidly darting between her exposed cleavage and the pale curve of her backside visible beyond her face.
“Slurp… Hmph… Suck… Kiss. Haa…”
Only after seeing my reaction did Vanessa seem somewhat satisfied, finally pulling her head back and taking my dick out of her mouth… or rather, her throat.
“Hoo… Hoot… How is it? Does it seem… a little more proper now?”
Then, fully sitting up, Vanessa spoke to me in a deadpan tone that subtly conveyed a sense of pride in her work.
All the while, the hand that had been gripping the base of my dick moved rapidly upwards.
Thanks to my dick being thoroughly wet with Vanessa’s saliva, the hand’s movements were fast, but the way her hand was shaped made it feel subtly lacking as a hand job.
Instead of gripping and stroking with her whole hand, she had formed a ring with just her index finger and thumb, as she had when holding the base of my dick earlier, while her middle to pinky fingers were spread wide.
Well, while the direct pleasure was slightly lacking, the shape of her hand was subtly sexier than just gripping it, so I liked it in its own way.
Especially the way she moved her hand so suggestively while maintaining a calm expression, looking at me with a hint of pride as if waiting for my feedback, was a major plus.
That imbalance felt subtly erotic, you could say? Though I doubt Vanessa intended that.
“What do you think? Do I look like I’ve properly cum?”
But even as I thought that internally, I continued to provoke Vanessa.
It’s not every day our Vanessa gets emotional. I wanted to see how far it would go.
“What are you talking about, when it’s twitching like this?”
Of course, even if she was slightly emotional, she was still Vanessa, so my provocation didn’t immediately get to her.
Vanessa subtly squeezed the fingers gripping my dick, giving me a look that said, ‘See for yourself.’
She’s pretending to be calm, but does she not realize that acting like this is, in itself, more emotional than usual?
It’s entertaining, so I won’t tell her, though.
“Right. You’re right. Yeah. Yeah. It feels good.”
“Kuh!”
When I gave such a half-hearted answer, as if trying to brush it off, Vanessa’s expression twisted slightly again, as if her pride had been wounded.
And this time, she leaned down, her chest lightly resting on my thigh, and brought her mouth to my dick once more.
However, this time, instead of the shaft, she gently took the balls below into her lips.